As the devil, there weren't many kind things one would say about Jimin. He wasn't known for his kindness, whatever trace he had of it died when he learned what the angels of heaven had done to the soul of his lover. With the belief that he'd never get to know his other half his eyes darkened along with his heart. His once kind heart lashing out at all those whoever came near him. Whatever fear he brought before was now worse than before.

As a child, he wished for nothing but the best for everyone. His thoughts pure and heartfelt. One day as he struggled to carry the stacked boxes in his hold Taehyung was relieved when a stranger offered to help. As they spoke the proposition of getting hired for a major company as not only a photographer but as an assistant with a high raise had him agreeing wholeheartedly. It was only when his eyes met cold grey of his new boss that he began to wonder if everything was as it seemed. Especially when a witch kidnapped him, all while muttering something along the lines about paying off a debt to an angel.

"What? B-but an angel wouldn't do anything bad."

"Oh, my dear boy. You have no idea what they are capable of. Hell would be much better for you. Trust me."